Body and Soul—The Two Extremes
In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan had been back at the Blood Demon Sect for a month.
The Ghostly Creatures lingering around the Blood Demon Sect had gradually been cleared out, yet after the cultivators of both sects searched for a long time, they still found no trace of the Ghost Mother Wuji.
The personnel who had gone out returned one after another. Under the direction of several senior elders and the Blood Soul Peak Master, the Blood Demon Sect began recruiting new disciples to replenish the manpower it had lost.
Unlike the other busy elders, Lin Fan spent his days at the Talisman Pavilion copying Rune Patterns from ancient texts and crafting the corresponding Blood Demon Talismans.
Even though he had become an elder of Blood Soul Peak, his identity was unusual, so no one came to the Talisman Pavilion to look for him in normal times.
On this day, Lin Fan had just finished copying the Rune Patterns from several ancient books when he suddenly noticed some commotion outside.
"Elder Lin, greetings. My name is Wei Yan. I'm the newcomer assigned here by the Peak Master."
A young man with an innocent-looking face walked in and introduced himself with composed ease.
Behind him followed a delicate-looking young woman. She bowed deeply to Lin Fan and stammered, "Elder, I'm... Shen Qingqing."
"The Peak Master... assigned me to learn talisman crafting from you."
Compared with the young man, she appeared somewhat nervous.
Lin Fan glanced at the two of them without feeling the slightest surprise.
But this time, there are still only two?
He was somewhat puzzled, but soon understood. The Blood Talisman Masters of the Blood Demon Sect had now nearly withered away, making it impossible to form a "production line." Thus,